At last I reached the clearing. I made sure to keep myself hidden at the edge of the tree line as the two figures scrambled their way towards the steep green bank on the far side. Somehow I knew they would come here, to the bunker, to the hideout I had discovered just a few days earlier. Or was it weeks? It was always so hard to tell. But in this moment for the first time in what felt like a lifetime I was experiencing some kind of clarity. The emotion in my chest had blasted through the dull translucent screen and I was able to see the world through the lens of past, present and future all at once. I was like a comic book character who’d been liberated from their two-dimensional plane, seeing depth for the first time.